After a string of speechlessly frustrating misunderstandings and counter-misunderstandings, I finally managed to salvage part of the severely warped image that Silvia had concocted of me. When the heck did I fail to notice that Bubbles had such a nasty side? Speaking of which, has she recently been watching those weird cartoons again? Maybe engaging in strange stuff like magic girl series has led to some spiritual suppression or something...
Thank goodness Sylvanas had already returned directly to Dark City through the space portal of the Time-Space Management Center, or else my image might have collapsed all the way to Azeroth.
"Sivis, what's the situation at the base right now? How's the progress on the new residential area construction?"
